When Ye Fan finished the last movement and formed the complete "Tai Shang Seal", earth-shaking changes took place in his body, the energy in his body circulated, and his clothes fluttered.
In the dark, the stars in the nine heavens seemed to have a resonance with him. Thousands of stars shone down and blessed him, as if a god had come to the world!
Even if he stood there quietly, he still had the aura of looking down upon the world, arrogating the heroes, and not allowing anything to blaspheme him.
The "Tai Shang Seal" condensed in the palm of his hand, and it was not released. Although it was invisible, it revealed the terrifying power of the past and the present. Once it exploded, it seemed that it could blow a hole in the sky.
"Is this the power of the Supreme Being? It's enough to shatter the void, transcend everything, and tower over all things!"
Even Ye Fan himself was shocked by the power of the seal in his palm.
This Taishang Seal combines all the techniques of the Taishang Sect thousands of years ago, taking the essence and discarding the dross. Practicing this seal is equivalent to practicing countless techniques of the Taishang Sect, and its power is natural.
it goes without saying.
Fortunately, Ye Fan's qualifications are different from ordinary people, and he is the first genius in the world. It took seven days to finally perform the Taishang Seal. Although it is not perfect yet, it can be considered a small success.
If this skill falls into the hands of others, even if you spend your whole life trying to learn it, you still won't be able to practice it successfully.
At this moment, Ye Fan holds the Taishang Seal in his hand, he is supreme and dominates the world. He is obviously a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but the aura he reveals is better than that of a ninth-level god-transformation expert, and is enough to rival the True Immortal of Tribulation Transcendence.
In the Sutra Pavilion, this sacred and majestic aura is particularly obvious, like the morning star in the night sky.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The next moment, thousands of disciples around who were selecting secret books turned to look at Ye Fan, immediately pushing him to the forefront.
"What's going on? What magical powers has this guy practiced?"
"Such a powerful aura can only be possessed by heaven-level techniques! But among the lower three levels, the best ones are the top-level ones on the earth level!"
"That's not right... That kid has obviously taken hundreds of low-grade Huang-level exercises. He can't really comprehend any peerless magical powers. He's too evil!"
…
Hearing the discussions around him, Ye Fan secretly thought something bad.
This is not the small wooden house where I live, but in the Sutra Storage Pavilion. There are many people and there are many eyes. It would be bad if someone discovered that I was practicing Taishang Seal.
At that time, how should he explain his discovery of "Nine Seals of the Sea of Clouds" from 360 secret books?
If the matter goes to the top and True Immortal Qingming investigates the matter personally, then the page of gold paper in his Niwan Palace will be at risk of being exposed.
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Fan did not hesitate at all, and immediately gathered his inner energy, and the condensed Taishang Seal in his palm immediately dissipated and became invisible, as if it had never appeared.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"Why did that powerful aura disappear?"
"Could it be an illusion?"
Many people looked at Ye Fan with suspicious eyes.
Ye Fan didn't give them any chance to ask. He immediately picked up 360 secret books, shuffled them in order, and put them on the bookshelf.
After doing all this, he hurriedly walked outside the Sutra Pavilion, not wanting to stay for a moment.
In fact, Ye Fan's worries were unnecessary.
This "Nine Seals of the Sea of Clouds" has been lost for thousands of years. No one in the huge Immortal Sect of the Sea of Yun recognizes this technique at all, and there is no record of the Taishang Seal in ancient books.
Without the guidance of that golden page, Ye Fan would not have been able to find the key 360 secret books among millions of books and piece together the complete technique.
When Ye Fan passed by the gate, Elder Mo was still sitting on the ground, motionless like a stone sculpture.
Ye Fan didn't pay much attention and continued to move forward, and soon he was far away.
Suddenly, Elder Mo, who had been sitting for more than three hundred years, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Fan's retreating back.
"Stab!" "Stab!"
In his eyes, there seemed to be a vast sea of lightning, purple electric light crackling and surging, powerful currents penetrating the void, stirring the sun and moon, enough to suppress all things.
Elder Mo's gaze is extremely terrifying, capable of splitting Yin and Yang and slicing through chaos. Even a strong man who has reached the ninth level of divine transformation cannot look directly at this gaze, and his will will be robbed in an instant.
Canglong opens his eyes!
"boom!"
With Elder Mo's body as the center, an indescribable majestic pressure spread in all directions, like the might of heaven, and instantly enveloped the entire Sutra Pavilion.
For a time, everyone in the Sutra Pavilion, not only the outer courtyard disciples on the lower three floors, but also the inner courtyard disciples and several tribulation-transcending elders on the upper floors, were enveloped by this aura.
"Plop! Plop! Plop..."
There were sounds of people kneeling down one after another.
In the lower three floors, all the outer courtyard disciples were lying on the ground, as if thousands of mountains were pressing on them, unable to move at all.
The inner court disciples on the third floor in the middle used all their inner energy to protect their bodies and managed to stand without falling to their knees. However, their bodies were trembling, and it looked like they might not be able to hold on to this posture for long.
As for the elders on the seventh and eighth floors, their expressions changed drastically. They all looked towards the gate and marveled:
"what happened?!"
"Senior Brother Mo practices the most obscure form of Zen. He closes his eyes, ears, and heart. He doesn't care about the common people or ghosts and gods. Even if the sky falls, he probably won't move!"
"What happened to make Senior Brother Mo open his eyes?"
at the same time.
Elder Mo at the door of the Scripture Collection Pavilion looked at the direction where Ye Fan left from a distance and said with emotion:
"With the realm of Nascent Soul and the power of the stars, this child is definitely not a thing in the pond!"
"It's enough if you don't chirp. If you chirp, it will move the sky!"
"If you don't fly, that's enough. Once you fly, you'll be higher than the sky!"
After saying this, Elder Mo closed his eyes as if nothing happened.
Immediately afterwards, the aura that shrouded the entire Sutra Pavilion dissipated.
In the lower three floors, countless disciples from the outer courtyard struggled to get up from the ground, gasping for air and soaked in cold sweat, as if they had experienced a life-and-death battle.
"It's so scary! Which elder came here just now and gave out such a terrifying aura?"
"I have seen law enforcement elders in the inner courtyard who have reached the third level of transcending tribulations, but they are not so powerful?"
"Could it be that the sect leader is here in person?"
"Impossible! How could the sect leader come out of seclusion so easily after practicing in seclusion all year round?"
…
Just when the monks in the Sutra Pavilion were amazed again and again, Ye Fan didn't know that he had created such a big battle and returned to the small wooden house where he lived.
In front of the cabin, two tall figures stood, it was Dugu Xin and Lin Tatian.
"Young Master Ye, you are back!" Dugu Xin said loudly.
"Yeah!" Ye Fan nodded, and then realized that after not seeing each other for a few days, the aura on Dugu Xin's body was much stronger than before. His skin showed the luster of metal plates, and his strong arms showed his strong physique and arrogance.
, extraordinary bearing.
If Dugu Xin was a lonely lone wolf before, then now he is like the lion, the king of beasts, and one cannot be underestimated.
"Huh? Ashin, what kind of skills have you practiced, and you have made such rapid progress!" Ye Fan asked curiously.
"Hehe!" Dugu Xin grinned and said: "Young Master Ye, I found a technique in the Scripture Collection Pavilion of Yunhai Xianmen - "Mad God Aotian Martial Art". Although it is only a manuscript, it contains
It records the martial arts skills practiced by my ancestor of the Dugu family, the ‘Crazy God’, and I have practiced several of them, which corroborates the ‘Mad God Technique’ taught by you!”
Between the lines of his words, there was unconcealable excitement and excitement.
In the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Yunhai Xianmen, in addition to the sect's exercises, it also contains the exercises of many outside experts. Many experts are even proud that their exercises are included.
For example, Lin Tatian's father, Martial Saint Lin Xuan, is now a powerful ninth-level god-transformer and dominates the world. However, Lin Xuan's martial arts skills are not qualified enough to be included in the Sutra Pavilion. Only if he can advance to the realm of transcending tribulations will he have hope.
The "Crazy God Technique" that Ye Fan taught Dugu Xin before is the core mental method, and the "Crazy God Aotian Martial Arts" collected in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a variety of combat skills, but in terms of value, it is not as good as the "Crazy God Technique".
Jue" is the most suitable for Duguxin's cultivation. The two are integrated into one and complement each other.
As long as Dugu Xin follows this path, he can replicate the success of the mad god back then, reach the top, and be unrivaled in the world.
